Huang Qingwan's heart moved, Xiao Ran's situation was so dangerous that day, if he hadn't met her, I'm afraid he would have encountered an accident a long time ago, but it turned out to be looking for the Phantom Holy Fruit to make her happy?

She touched Xiao Ran's little head, and in a pair of dark eyes, she showed a very soft gaze, hugged the little milk bag, and said, "I like Xiao Ran very much, very, very much--"

"Great--" The little milk bag was very happy, and kissed Huang Qingli on the face, with a shiny saliva.

Di Qianji's face immediately sank, and he directly hugged the little milk bag, and saw that there was no injury on her body, so he said, "You are disobedient and run around, I haven't punished you yet, Sister Wan is the first to come, she must be tired, don't come to disturb, go back to your house quickly-"

"Oh-" Xiao Milk Bao reluctantly responded, after a few days of tossing, she was indeed tired.

Immediately, a person silently walked towards a small side house in the Moon Palace.

Halfway through, the little milk bag stopped suddenly, turned around, and suddenly asked, "Will you secretly play kissing after Xiao Ran is gone?" ”

"Poof--" Huang Qingwan suddenly wanted to vomit three liters of blood, this doll with a big bean ding, how can he know everything.

Di Qianji chuckled, his eyes fell softly on Huang Qing's body, seeing that she actually had a sense of shyness, he only felt that his heart was so sweet that he couldn't do it.

Such a little woman's posture, I'm afraid only he can see it, right?

"Brother, remember to lock the door when you play and kiss—" The little milk bag continued to mend the knife, and then slowly went back to his room.

Huang Qingwan only felt that his cheeks were hot for a while, damn!

Thinking of her as undisciplined and shameless as a person, at this time, she inexplicably felt her blood surging, as if she had done something unsightly.

At this time, there is no need to look in the mirror, and Huang Qingwan also knows that his cheeks are almost the same as red apples.

"Cough--" As soon as the little milk bag left, the entire Moon Hall immediately fell silent, and Huang Qingwan coughed lightly in embarrassment.

But suddenly she only felt that her feet were empty, her body was light, and she was directly picked up by Emperor Qianyi and walked towards the inner hall.

Huang lightly let him hold him, Emperor Qian's face, no matter from which angle it looks, is extremely exquisite, Huang lightly held in his arms, looking at him quietly, so many years have passed, she has a lot of things to say to him, but at this time, she doesn't know where to start.

Emperor Qianji's embrace is very warm, and what I see now is the most real him, no longer just the wisp of the primordial god clone back then.

"Are your injuries healed?" Huang gently held it in his arms, looked at the pair of purple eyes that were as gentle as water, and asked softly with his bare hand on his slightly exposed chest.

"Naturally, don't worry." Emperor Qianji grabbed her hand, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and he carried her into the inner hall before stopping.

Gently put her on the side of the bed, pulled Huang to sit down gently, and gently held her face with both hands, but the smile on her face became softer and softer, "Little thing, I haven't seen you for so many years, do you miss me?"

Huang was stunned for a moment, looking at his face in those purple eyes, it was very ordinary, really similar to a passerby.

She chuckled lightly and asked, "I've grown like this, do you still like it?" ”

"Fool--" Emperor Qianji's heart ached, and he hugged her tightly into his arms, "No matter what you become, it's my little thing--"